𝑵𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒏 𝑳𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 21

Harry's POV.

'' Mr. Thatcher?'' An old lady calls out for me and I turn around.

Joy is now sweetly resting her head on my chest while I hold her with an hand under her fluffy bum and the other pressed on her back, with my thumb that pops from under her armpit to keep her slightly turned so she can see her surroundings and get entertained. I've noticed this weird thing about her, she hates being left out, she has to watch and analyze everything, almost as if she wants to have everything under control. which is funny because she's always flattering her eyelashes and making cute and funny expressions.

'' Here,'' I politely answer taking a step slowly. She guides me through the alleys and corridors till we get to the same room I used to come and visit.

'' You have half an hour sir. Please remember not to upset the patient in anyway and keep the baby as far away from him as possible. He's not stable,'' she warns me and I nod, protectively looking down to Joy. I kind of regret brining her around now, but since we're here, we can also try and make the most of it. What could went wrong? This question scares me till no ends.

I'm sure George will enjoy a bit of company in this lonely place.

Once I used to hate him because I couldn't manage myself to see anything beside the unspeakable things he did to Grace. I repeated them in my mind times and times again till my mussels started to burn with rage and I had to stop or I would have hurt someone innocent. Nevertheless, I guess I just figured out life was making him pay hard for his mistakes with this malicious illness that was eating his brain inch by inch shamelessly.

I felt pity towards him now; the man who have always had everyone under his control, was now alone, with no one who could care about him even though he still had good thought for everyone he had met during his life. Even in his sickness, he found a way to hold on and keep himself from totally drawing into the darkness. I feel so bad thinking that the reason who keeps him still linked to his otherwise useless existence, is the same girl who ran away scared only moments ago.

I don't blame Grace for this, of course I don't. I just thought she was so strong she could have walk over this whole mess. I'm not mad because she left, I'm pissed for the things she said. I didn't deserve them and I'm starting to getting annoying. Playing the good guy isn't bringing me anywhere.

I'm beginning to think Grace likes it more when I'm the one deciding the rules then when I bend to everything she says. It seems to me she abuses of my kind heart and almost tries to provoke me, unconsciously that's for sure, still it's making me insane.

It's like she wants me to be the monster I was when we first met, she wants me to posses her, to own her not to guide her with my hand and keep her save. And I hate it because if she doesn't stop from ditching me around, I may stop playing nicely.

'' You sure... you want to take that little angel in there?'' The nurse attempts to discourage me, looking at us quite concerned and I can imagine what she was thinking even.